by Todd Fleming
Tornado shivered at the thought of being punished more. The cool air caressed his body like an old lover and made his nipples become first. His cock saluted his captor and precum fell from the head and slowly drifted to the ground slightly swaying in the gentle wind.
The fraternity brothers formed as semi-circle around him and stood there silently. Harry revealed a huge paddle that he had hidden behind his back. He swung it in front of the hero and smiled. “With each smack you will say that that you are a submissive slut as loud as you can.”
The young hero shivered as he looked around outside. Other fraternity houses neighbored this house and he was afraid that his punishment would attract unwanted attention. His cock had different ideas as it grew even harder at the thought of a public humiliation.
Harry walked around the stud and swung the paddle with all of his might. A loud smack rang out as the paddle hit the muscled ass of the hero.
Tornado cried out in pain as his body was flung forward from the impact. If he was not chained to these posts, he would have fell to his knees as pain whipped through him. “I am a submissive slut!” he screamed as loud as he could.
The other brothers laughed as the paddle was passed to the next nerd in line. He slammed the paddle against the helpless hero’s ass.
“I am a submissive slut!” Tornado scream as the pain was too much for him to handle.
Each brother got a chance to use the paddle against the helpless stud and his now sore ass. His cheeks burned from such a beating and Tornado started crying uncontrollably as each smack increased his pain.
“I am a submissive slut!” He cried out shrilly as another hit on his ass added to the fire on his ass.
Other students from the neighboring houses came outside and watched as the sexiest young man on campus was being initiated into the fraternity house. They would have been alarmed by such a brutal spanking if it weren’t obvious that the helpless hero enjoyed it. His hard cock throbbed with each smack on his ass and the head wept precum as much as his eyes did.
“I am a submissive slut!” Tornado hoarsely cried out as his voice started to give. He never felt pain anything like this before and the combination of the pleasure his cock was giving gave him a thrilling and frightening sensation.
The brothers who were not waiting for a chance to beat the bully’s ass had grown aroused at seeing the helpless hero spanked. They took out their cocks and started masterbating.
Tornado should have been repulsed by such acts, but all he could think about was the fire on his ass and his hard cock that throbbed for release. As the nerds got close to cumming, they walked up to him and pointed their cocks on various parts of his body.
“I am a submissive slut!” Tornado cried as some of the boys lost control and erupted on his muscled body. Ropes of cum his his chest and stomach while some aimed for the hero’s cock and balls and shot their loads on his excited tool.
By the time the last brother got his turn, Tornado’s ass was a dark purple and had become numb. Almost all of the nerds had cum on his body as the smell of their ejactulation drifted up to the hero’s nose. His own cock had not gotten its release and stood proudly erect despite being covering in cum. Dried snot and tears covered his face making it hard for him to see the nerds laughing at him. In the distance, boys and girls watched taking pictures and videos on their phones.
Harry stood in front of the defeated hero and looked sternly at him. “Have you learned your lesson, boy?”
Tornado nodded his head profusely. “Yes,” He groaned hoarsely as his voice had completely been lost.
“Do you submit to me body and soul?”
“Yes.”
“Show us that you will submit. Give the cock the release it so desires.”
Tornado’s wrists were released and the hero fell to his knees. With his head bowed with shame, he began to tug on his engorged member. After hours of being aroused, it did not take long for the stud to shoot his load. The intensity of the orgasm caused him to fall on his back as ropes and ropes of cum shot from his cock adding to the cum that was already covering his body. It was the most intense and pleasurable orgams that the hero had ever expereinced. After what seemed like an eternity, his cock finally stopped shooting his seed. Wracked by pain and pleasure, Tornado lay on the ground basking in his painful afterglow.
Harry motioned to his brothers and they picked the hero up to his feet supporting the weakened hero. “Who do you serve, boy?” He said firmly.
Tornado didn’t even have to think as he bowed his head. “I serve you, master,” He said softly. Even after such a powerful orgasm, his cock started to harden at his surrender.
“Come and kiss my feet, boy.”
The hero sank to his knees and crawled to the skinny nerd who conquered him. He pressed his lips against the shoes of his master and started kissing every inch of his shoes. His cock became rock hard again he submitted to his new life. He would serve Harry with all his heart and soul. The thought sent a thrilling pleasure through his body. He was a submissive slut and lived to be dominated.
Epilogue
Harry sat at a long dinner table invited to a dinner party hosted by The Collector. After a month of properly training his new slave, his benefactor wanted him to display the defeated hero for his allies. The Hammer was disbanded and The Collector ran the criminal element of the New York now.
Tornado wearing a tiny pair of briefs with the colors of his old costume sat on the floor by his chair. Harry ruffled his boy’s blond hair as he looked down at those adoring green eyes. The hero loved him and only him. He enjoyed his new house toy and his toy enjoyed being used.
The Collector tapped his spoon against his wine glass as he stood up to his feet. “I want to thank you all for coming.” He said as he glanced at the cute twink who stood slightly behind him.
It was hard to believe that this twink was all that was left of the once mighty Titan. The Collector towered over the former hero that was dressed in a small loincloth. The hero’s cock lifted up the fabric and everyone could see his tight ballsack.
“With The Hammer defeated, New York is now ours to do with as we please.” The Collector said proudly to his dinner guests.
Harry looked across the table where the villain, H20, held the leash of the kneeling Ice Pick. The dark skinned hero wore a dog mask and a tail had been inserted to his round black ass. The medallion that he wore around his neck glittered like ice in a sharp contrast to his dark skin.
Darnell the Terrible sat at the other end of the table with Silver Charger standing erect behind him. The gangster smirked at the sight of the other defeated heroes while his new slave tried to cover his modesty with his hands. The hero wore absolutely nothing but a collar around his neck showing off his naked muscled body to the entire party.
Against the wall was the mysterious Genkotsu. He had been chained up against the wall. His costume was replaced with tight shorts and a shirt sleeve shirt. His utility belt hung tightly against his waist as the only part of his original costume. The defeated hero stared down on the floor with grim determination.
Harry wondered where the last member of The Hammer had gone. He had heard of a technological genius who was the brains behind the team. However he had mysteriously vanished without a trace. Did The Collector decide to have him killed instead of enslaved like the rest of the team?
“Please enjoy yourselves tonight as we celebrate our victory.” The Collector said with a smile. He flexed his massive arms and took a deep drink from his wine glass before sitting down.
Harry helped himself to his dinner and enjoyed the delicious food. With his role in taking down Tornado, he had been offered a job in The Collector’s operation. He had quit school and forced his boy to to the same. They now lived in a beautiful penthouse in Manhattan where Tornado took care of his every need.
The skinny nerd looked down at his studly slave and smiled. There was a world out there with countless opportunities. He wondered what other adventures were in store for him. Taking a drink
of his wine, Harry patted his boy on his head. He would enjoy fucking Tornado when they got home.
The End